Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

The military's work efficiency is fast. Anthony's company received the documents from the military on the same day, and Stan Group officially entered the ranks of military partners.

Good things are more meaningful when shared with family members, when the document with the seals of the Military Commission and the Ministry of National Defense appears in front of your family. The surprise and incomprehensible expressions of his parents made Anthony's sense of accomplishment surge instantly. Anton also deeply understood the meaning of the saying that wealth will never return to its hometown, just like walking at night in brocade clothes.

"Good job Anthony," James said excitedly, holding the document sent by the military in his hand. As a person who has lived in this capitalist country for generations, James is very clear about the significance of the document in his hand. Having this document is equivalent to being on the lap of the country's largest force, the military. If others are thinking about Dong Andong's family, they must consider the consequences.

"Then, open the champagne," Anthony said, shaking the champagne in his hand.

"Okay" James nodded, then suddenly remembered something, carefully put the document in his hand, and then motioned to Anthony to open the champagne.

After some celebrations, James pulled Anthony over alone, and then asked in a low voice: "Anthony, those people in the military have high standards. How did you get this document? Is it because you took those documents?" Have you brought out the recipe?"

"Yes, what I took out was the repair fluid," Anthony nodded, and then without waiting for James to say anything, he explained directly: "Don't worry, I'm sure, Dad. Our Angry Gang is different from before. Well, we have the ability to protect what belongs to us. As long as those greedy crocodiles don't take action, as long as they dare to reach out, even if they let that guy Magneto take action, I am sure that he will stay forever."

James looked deeply at the high-spirited Anthony in front of him, and after a moment of silence, he patted Anthony's shoulder and said, "Okay, my Anthony has grown up, and I believe you can handle it. But remember, this home will always be yours." Harbor. Maybe we can’t help you with many things, but we can face them together with you.”

Anthony was silent for a moment, smiled and nodded, saying nothing.

It feels so good to be at home.

It is said that good fortune never comes in pairs. This sentence seems to have some truth. Just now the business group has taken care of the military side, and Anthony has received another bad news from the gang.

"Say what you said again," Anthony said coldly into the phone.

"Boss, something happened to Mrs. Gao's shipment," the cadre on the other side could feel the bone-chilling chill in Anthony's words from the other end of the phone. But there was no way, he was responsible for this matter, and he had no choice but to bite the bullet and report it again if he didn't go to anyone.

Sure enough, something went wrong. Anthony's heart sank and he continued: "Explain to me clearly what is going on."

After listening to the story of the man on the other end of the phone, Anthony also had a general outline of the incident in his mind.

"That means it was not other gangs or official agencies that moved the goods, but a street vigilante who liked to meddle in other people's business, right?" Anthony was silent for a moment, then confirmed.

"Yes, the other party did not kill them. Our non-staff personnel responsible for transporting goods were only injured but not killed. Now both the people and the goods have fallen into the hands of the police station. Those who behave like this must be those who like to take care of themselves. A street vigilante who is nosy," the subordinate said.

I knew that in this industry I would definitely interact with these street vigilantes, superheroes and the like, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Anthony's thoughts turned around for a moment, and then he said in a deep voice: "Do you know who the other party is?"

"It's not clear yet," the man on the other end of the phone said guiltily: "That channel was left by Kingpin, so we haven't had time to install a camera there. Because most of the people walking through that channel are It’s illegal, so there’s no effective surveillance around. Most of the people we sent to the police station were unconscious, and the few who were awake were closely monitored by the people at the police station. We can’t get close yet.”

"That means my people were beaten, my goods were lost, and I don't even know who the enemy is, right?" Anthony said with a cold face.

The subordinate on the other end of the phone knew after thinking about it that Anthony must be furious now, so he didn't dare to take a breath and could only respond tremblingly: "Yes, yes."

"Trash" Anthony reprimanded angrily, but when he reprimanded, the subordinates on the other end of the phone felt relieved. As long as he was willing to curse, he was afraid that Anthony would hang up the phone without saying a word, and then he would be really in danger.

Anthony also knew that getting angry at the person on the other end of the phone would not help, so he suppressed his anger and said, "Is the person on the other line okay?"

"That line is fine, boss," Anthony's men responded quickly.

"That's it." Anthony tapped the table with his fingers a few times and muttered to himself: "That's a bit interesting. It seems that either we were unlucky and happened to be bumped into by those nosy guys, or Mrs. Gao There’s something wrong over there.”

"Give the goods on that line to Mrs. Gao first, and then clean up your hands and tail. Do you understand?" Anthony paused slightly and said calmly: "If you can't handle this, you can get out of here." Go to Siberia.”

"Yes" his subordinates responded quickly.

Anthony put down the phone and couldn't help but feel a little lucky. Fortunately, after the incident, Anthony felt that Mrs. Gao's sudden visit this time was a bit unexpected, so he divided the batch of goods that Mrs. Gao asked him to bring to New York into light and dark routes, half of them along the way.

Just in case, even the people on Mrs. Gao's side who were responsible for receiving the goods only knew the time and location of the goods that Anthony apparently took through the Jinbin channel. Now it seems that it is really necessary for Anthony to prepare such an extra hand, which at least reduces the loss by half.

After thinking for a moment, Anthony picked up the phone again and dialed Mrs. Gao's number: "Mrs. Gao?"

"Mr. Anthony, are you calling me so late?" Mrs. Gao's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Anthony said bluntly: "Half of your goods were intercepted."

"Who did it?" Mrs. Gao said in a deep voice.

Anthony was also unceremonious: "This is exactly the question I want to ask you, Mrs. Gao."

"Mr. Anthony, what do you mean?" Mrs. Gao said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Anthony also smiled coldly and said: "I tell you the truth, Mrs. Gao, I sent your batch of goods in two ways. Both of my ways are handled by one subordinate. He Know all the conditions of these two routes. As for you, I only told you the road on the surface. Now it is the road on the surface that has an accident. Don't tell me that this is just a coincidence."

"You mean there's something wrong with the people on my side?" Mrs. Gao on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice.

"I don't know," Anthony said solemnly: "I only know one thing. This time, it was not done by other gangs or officials. Judging from the style, it should be a street vigilante. I just want to know one thing now. This is what I was doing at that time. I’m sorry to ask you about it. Is there anything happening in your own channel that has anything to do with a certain street vigilante?”

"" Mrs. Gao's end fell into silence again. After a moment, Mrs. Gao said harshly: "There was indeed a small incident in our own channel. As Mr. Anthony said, it was indeed a street vigilante. "

"Who is it?" Anthony said solemnly.

"He calls himself White Tiger."

ps: I didn’t even guess it, but this thing is a bit biased. But what you said seems to be more biased. I have never even heard of some of them. Let’s start with this street hero. Let’s guess what his ending will be. Well, there’s still no prize for guessing it correctly.